fic: be gentle with me

Sep 22, 2011 11:59

for my kink bingo square 'bondage: other' (also has some dirty talk, facials, and perhaps a touch of bdsm)

title: Be Gentle With Me
author: unrequited_rain
fandom: Tangled (OMGWUT. blame acountrymouse for this one too, for not telling me I was a perv for writing this)
pairing: Flynn/Rapunzel
word count: 889
rating: nc-17
notes: OMG I DON'T EVEN WUT. seriously you guys, my brain I don't even. unbeta'd, set post-movie and goes down much better if you imagine Mandy Moore and Zach Levi doing this instead of cartoon characters. title from a The Boy Least Likely To song of the same name that the lyrics have nothing to do with this, I just liked it for the title.


When Flynn wakes up he's tied to a chair.

It perhaps says something about his life that this isn't the first time it's happened.

But this time he's naked, his legs splayed open and his arms and chest bound to the back of the chair. The room is dark, but warm, which is a relief because he would hate to be tied up and naked and freezing on top. He sits there for what seems like an eternity, but probably isn't. Time always seems to drag on when you're impatient he's found.

Suddenly there's a noise from over by the door, or where the door is if he's in their bedroom, and he has a sudden panicking thought; what if he's not in their bedroom and it's not his wife who has tied him up. There are still a lot of people who hate him, people who want him dead. Finding and marrying the missing princess may have gotten the law off his back, but there are still a lot of unsavory elements out there still pissed at him. He tenses up, preparing to be yelled at, or hit, or anything.

Someone walks past him close enough for him to catch a whiff of familiar perfume and he relaxes in his bonds. "Hi sweetheart."

Rapunzel laughs and he feels her weight settle onto his lap. "Hi darling," she says brightly before attaching her mouth to his throat.

Flynn knew she was sucking a giant hickey onto his neck, but he never could find it in himself to make her stop. "Recreating the day we met?" he asks.

"Maybe a little," she replies, pressing a brief kiss to his mouth before sliding off his lap.

"You're not getting the frying pan, are you?" he asks, only a little warily. She laughs and throws open the curtains.k His jaw absolutely does not drop when he sees what Rapunzel's wearing. Absolutely doesn't when he sees the completely see thru lace teddy she's wearing, not even long enough to cover any of her long, gorgeous legs that end in what is possibly the tallest pair of stiletto heels ever. She's probably taller than he is, and that definitely isn't his dick twitching in interest, honestly.

"That's not quite the part I had in mind," she smirks and settles back onto his lap.

Flynn squirms, half impatient, half excited. He knows where she's going with this. "Why don't you untie me and we can really have some fun?"

"Hmm... I don't know. I kind of like you like this." She scoots forward and if he wasn't tied up he could thrust right up into her pussy. "All tied up and at my mercy." She lowers herself down at just the right angle that his cock doesn't slip inside, just rubs against her hot, wet folds.

He throws his head back and groans. "Christ babe, you're going to be the death of me."

She laughs and kisses his chest. "Not yet." she slides down to kneel between his legs and gives him a long, appreciative look. "I'm keeping you for a long, long time."

Flynn looks down at her just in time to watch her take his dick into her mouth. She can and has spent hours teasing him, keeping him just on the edge of orgasm, but this morning she seems determined to get him off as fast as possible. "Fuck," he gasps quietly as Rapunzel slides one hand up his chest to play with his nipples. She pulls off his cock with a filthy slurp and she smirks when he squirms ineffectually. "Babe, please," he begs, desperation slipping into his voice.

"I didn't gag you for a reason," she bites his leg hard enough to really hurt, startling a yelp out of him. "Be louder."

"Fuck," he groans out when she takes his cock back into her mouth and sucks on the head like a lollipop. "You know what I'd do if I had my hands free?" he asks. She hums and he groans when he tries to thrust into her mouth before he remembers the ropes. "I'd pull you off and hold you still while I come on your face." She stills and he holds his breath, thinking that maybe he's finally gone too far, crossed a line in this... this thing they do but never talk about outside of here.

Rapunzel looks up at him and slowly pulls off, not breaking eye contact. There's a thin line of spit between the head of his cock and her bottom lip, but she doesn't seem to notice it. She licks her bottom lip and it breaks. "Do it," she whispers.

Flynn squeezes his eyes shut and tries not to come instantly, but Rapunzel takes his dick, jerking it in short, quick strokes. "You can come now," she says, just barely loud enough for him to hear. "I know you want to," and he comes before he quite knows what's happening. When he opens his eyes, Rapunzel is grinning like the cat who got the canary. There's a streak of come from her cheekbone to her jaw, and she's licking the rest off her fingers. "If you can come again I'll untie you and let you have your wicked way with me." Flynn groans and Rapunzel laughs, pressing a kiss to his belly.

fic, kink bingo, fic: tangled, fic: flynn/rapunzel

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